Death,
be my lover tonight
caress me with your bony fingers
tear out my heart.
Death
be my lover tonight
kiss me with your vacant mouth
touch my soul.
Death
be my lover tonight
crack me open with your hollow embrace
taste my innocence.
You need to become a pen in the Sun’s hand. We need for the earth to sing Through our pores and eyes. The body will again become restless Until your soul paints all its beauty Upon the sky. ~Hafiz Paint it today, lovely one. I want to see it.
“I believe that national sovereignties will shrink in the face of universal interdependence.” ~Jacques Yves Cousteau One of my friends recently got a flat and posted something on Facebook saying she needed to learn to change a tire. I responded by saying, “I can teach you. It’s easy.” A mutual friend said I needed to…
My wrists and your fingertips. Words measured with care Splay me wide open. I’m yours.
Gigi Laughing I laugh easily. I love humor and find very little in life to be so dire and serious that I can’t find a way to laugh at it. My kids and My Love all go out of their way to make me laugh because (they tell me) they love my laugh. What a…
“He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch” ~Jean-Luc Godard
As a final farewell to each man I have loved and lost–whether by your deceit or mine, your projection or mine, your fears or mine–I offer this poem by Lord Byron. Today, I choose love and truth. Today, I choose joy. WHEN WE TWO PARTED When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted…